I know I haven't finished College Love Story. I just needed this story out of my head. lol. I'll be continuing College Love Story. (: Disclaimer: I don't own any WWE superstars or Undertaker.

Sherry Smith quietly walked down the stairs, looking around carefully to see if anyone is around. She then walked towards the house doow, quietly and gently, flinching when her footsteps make a sound. She turned the door knob slowly, open it and closing the door behind her quietly. She softly sighed, "Finally," she whispered, making her way towards the alley that is behind her house.

When she reached there, she was given by a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. She smiled, "You want to see me Mark?"

Mark; who's wearing a simple black tank-top and a blue jeans, nodded his head, "I miss you," he answered, resting his hands on both of her jaw, kissing softly on her forehead. He pulled away, smirking, "You get out safe, I see."

Sherry playfully slapped on Mark chest, "I had to sneak out, duh. "

"Like a boss,"

"As always," She commented, winking at him and smirking. This isn't the first time Sherry sneaking out. She did it numerous times just to meet Mark, without her parents knowing.

They met each other at a certain club. Sherry's friend, Megan decided to bring Sherry to the club. That was her first time ever stepping foot in the club or any club for that matter. And also the first time she ever get molested. Luckily though, Mark is there to save her. From then onwards, they began going out and get to know each other.

The first time when Sherry sees Mark, she was trully terrified of him. Standing 7 feet tall, weighing nearly 300 pounds, well-built body, full of tattoos on both of his arms and the earrings on both of his ear and an eyebrow piercing. Simply, his appearance can easily scared the shit outta people. Who wouldn't?

But as they spent time together, knowing each other better, Sherry found that Mark is a sweet, caring and funny guy though she did told Mark to cut down the vulgars, smoking and drinking. He will never ever talk vulgar at Sherry though he would if he's with his friends. Saving his man's pride, let't just put it that way.

His not the type of guy Sherry's parents will love to meet or being introduce to. What Sherry's parents expect from a guy to be with Sherry is; they need to be rich, wearing proper attire like suits, texudo etc, those who have a bright future, those who is smart and neat blah blah blah blah. If they finds out that Mark is Sherry boyfriend, well, World War 3 will start.

She frowned when Mark took out his cigarette, lighting it up. She folded her arms across her chest when she gets his attention.

"What?" Mark asked. He was about to light it when he caught her staring at him. Instead of answering, she kept on staring at Mark and then back at the cigarette. When Mark noticed what she's been looking all this while, he became defensive, "I only had one. This is the first one for today. Trust me. Don't you trust me?"

Sherry softly sighed, wrapping her arms around his waist, head resting on his chest, whispering, "I trust you Mark. I just want you to stop. It's not healthy." She looks up seeing Mark's emerald green eyes, the eyes that practically melt her.

Mark looks down on those beautiful violet eyes, rare but it captivates Mark's attention. "Remember what I promised? I will stop smoking and drinking. And promised is a promised. I won't break it. Because, those promises is locked inside," he took her hand, placing it on his heart, "here. So is your heart,"

He can be romantic at times which only makes her fell in love with him more. Sherry smiled gently, nodding her head. They shared a long kiss before pulling away, gasping for air. She looked down on her wrist-watch, seeing that 20 minutes had past just like that. "I have to go. Mom's going to freak out if I'm not at home,"

Mark nodded, fully understand why she had to go. "Alright," he took out a Kit-Kat bar; Sherry's favourite, from his back jeans pocket. He usually buy it for her eventhough he's out of cash. He bought it because he knows how hard it is to sneak out, just to meet him. Sometimes, he just wondered why Sherry wanted someone like him; a guy without anything. No cars, no motorcycles, no suits, no money, working at a mechanic shop. He shakes his head mentally, handed the chocolate bar to Sherry.

Sherry squealed excitedly. She had told him before not to buy her anything, but he's a stubborn guy. She hugged him tightly which he did returned it gently. She then place both of her hands on his jaw, bringing his face down; closer to her, before kissing his forehead. Mark did the same to Sherry. They will do this whenever they're seperated, showing a little love towards one another.

Mark nudged Sherry gently, to get her moving forward, "Go on sweetie. Don't want ya get scolded,"

Sherry nodded, walking back towards where she came from. She turned around when she heard Mark's voiced.

"Call me or text me!" He shouted, smirking slightly. He waved his hand in a goodbye manner.

Sherry nodded eagerly, waving back at him, smiling broadly. She softly sighed, rushing her way towards her house hoping her parents didn't noticed her gone.